Hello, everyone! I’ve written before in my posts about how I think Marvel movies have all become formulaic, heartless, soul-sucking cash grabs, so I guess it’s no surprise that the Guardians franchise has succumbed to that paint-by-numbers scheme too. The first film was surprisingly witty and heartfelt, and managed to make the origin story of a group of unfamiliar, oddball assholes endearing. Not to mention, the soundtrack was fantastic. Vol.2 also has a killer soundtrack, but the wit and heart are harder to find. There’s a great movie in here somewhere, but it’s lost amidst $200 million worth of special effects and a plot so familiar that even the journey isn’t very fun.
Continue reading The Second Guardians of the Galaxy Is A Muddled Sequel
Violence in the media is always a touchy topic. Many viewers are divided on its usage and its consequences. Some activist groups like the Parents Television Council want to limit all graphic violence from media, as well as sex and profanity. Other groups support violence in moderation, while a third bracket of viewers support the freedom of expression over preventing any “harmful effects” that media violence could propagate. Personally, I fall in the third group. I’ve always had a high gore tolerance (hence my love of slasher movies), and often when watching a particularly gruesome scene, I’ve stopped and wondered “Have I become desensitized?” Continue reading Ultraviolence: The Good, Bad, and Exploitative of Media Violence
The upcoming film season is a promising one for superhero movies, especially for DC Comics, which usually plays eager second fiddle to that soul sucking movie machine we call Marvel. Harsh, I know, but “soul sucking movie machine” is the nicest way I can describe Marvel at the moment. My not-so-subtle disgust aside, DC has been earning lots of buzz lately for its Batman v. Superman and Suicide Squad films, both which could hold the elusive key to elevate DC from second-rate superhero status. Continue reading Terrible Trailers #2: The Case of Serious Superhero Syndrome
Hollywood has become quite depressing lately. For every original gem like Whiplash or Nightcrawler, the film industry bombards theaters with 500,000 remakes, reboots, sequels, prequels, threequels, split into two part-quels, and other cheap fluff that serves no purpose other than to make buckets of moolah. Continue reading Stop The Remakes!